"Once, on a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota, I came upon a gang of bikers, who were threatening a young woman. I directed them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So, I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed biker and smacked him in his face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground."

"Young man - you have died and I must judge you to see if you are worthy of entrance.

But I see from my book that you have had a sinful and lascivious life, a womanizer, a gambler, and you have never done any good deed to help anyone else!!"

"well, I can't be that bad... maybe you can make an exception and let me in?"

Saint Peter said, "Have you EVER done anything to help another that might aid your case?"

The young man replies:

"Saint Peter... Wait, this might be it.

I was driving down the road after finishing the Fatal Force V match at ThunderGun Farm. I saw a young lady whose car had stalled on the road. She was surrounded by a vile gang of evil bikers, and one of them was armed with an old .38 S&amp;W break top.

They were taunting her and pawing and tearing at her clothing, and clearly wanted to have their way with her.

I screeched to a stop, and I approached using a dominant Weaver stance and commanded...

"You dirty, slime sucking bunch of faggots... Don't move. Get away from her! Don't make me take action! Iím an expert gunfighter and you'll be very sorry!"